I do not own Evolution or the characters involved. I only own Leigh. Best friend owns Lita and Magnus.
AN: you guys...I am not going to continue this story any further unless I get 5 more reviews. 3 chapters and 3 reviews never is a good thing. This is my first fic. If I don't get those 5 reviews, I refuse to post any more stories.
On with the story:
Xavier followed me out of the library and into the main hall to escort me up to my room. He told me of the other mutants sleeping in the rooms as we passed by, at least their names and powers. His reason for leaving out the rest was that he felt 'the others needed to introduce themselves for me to truly develop knowledge of them', but whatever. The one he mentioned more of was the newest mutant they had received: Lita Cresant gifted with the power of creating spells through stars and flight.
She had lochs of pink hair decorated with blonde streaks and glittering stars with aqua green eyes. She was mostly preppy, but not as ditzy as she looked. She loved picking and planting flowers and shopping. She was also obsessed with the color pink. She had moved to New York from Missouri where she had lived with her grandmother, her parents having died long ago. But all in all she was a nice, caring girl who was raised with the right morals and lived a peachy little life. And the biggest horror of it all was that she was to be my roommate, as soon as I opened the door to the second to last room on the left. Hence why the Professor had spilt more beans about her than any of the other mutants.
I however didn't have a choice, having promised to give the mansion a chance, but to open the door. So I did and I will regret it until the day I die. The hall was showered with the scent of so many different flower-scented body sprays that it would have given any healthy normal human asthma if they didn't have it all ready. Any other human would have died under the aroma's influence. After much gagging I gained the strength to shut the door. "You have got to be kidding me." I told Xavier.
"The slightest bit of exaggeration can destroy the hope of friendship Leigh." He replied all-knowingly and honestly I may have exaggerated slightly, but the scent was strong enough to kill an asthmatic fly at least.
"So can first impressions." I replied, still gagging on the scent.
"And what exactly is your first impression may I ask?"
"Nothing other than she likes to smell nice."
The Professor smiled at the remark, but then advised me to get some sleep and a new shirt. I agreed to his wishes and entered the room, this time with my hand over my nose, to find two outfits on my bed. One was a stack of new shirts, all black, and a pair of jeans and the other consisted of a brown jacket with the sleeves rolled up and 'x's upon each arm, a belt with the same 'x' on the buckle as the jacket and a new set of gloves that extended to my elbow. I shoved all the garments in the chest of drawers beside my bed except for one shirt which was exchanged for the holy one frozen to my body. Satisfied with the job of cleaning of my bed, I threw myself upon it and slept.
Morning came and I awoke to the most happy morning voice piercing my ear drums. "Hi! I'm Lita Cresant. I guess we're roommates huh? Well it would help to at least know your name and powers if we're going to be sharing a room. I can create stars and spells with them. What can you do?"
"Are you always this perky in the morning?" I raised my head from my pillow and turned toward her, glaring I'm sure.
"Sorry…I guess that was a little much huh?"
"Not at all," I said sarcastically, allowing my head to fall back into the frozen pillow.
"Oh, neat! You can freeze things just by touching them. That has got to be a fun power to have. Right…what's your name agiain?"
"The name is Leigh and if you think the power is so much fun you can have it," I said, freezing the door on my way out. I knew there wasn't any chance of getting more sleep with her about and I really didn't feel like playing 20 questions. So I left and began wandering the halls of the institute aimlessly ending up in the kitchen.
"Hey. It's a new chick." Evan said with a mouth full of sausage.
"Ja. When did you get here?" a blue furry thing inquired.
"So like where ya from?" Kitty asked after finishing her lecture on what sausage does to your arteries.
"Oh boy. More questions. Do you people bombard every mutant that shows up with a thousand questions before nine o' clock in the morning." I answered back turning to leave the mutant filled room.
"Now Leigh, they are all just curious about you as I'm sure you are about them." Xavier chastised, wheeling up behind me.
"Can we play twenty questions later then? When the sun's not still rising?"
"Whenever you are ready, we will be."
"Fine." I again started toward the door to leave and ended up bowling over a brunette girl with white streaks in her hair. We both tumbled to the floor and landed with our skin touching…